Morning Reflections

Early, the sun still sleeps.
The moon meanders along its way.
Dark, but the day begins.
A book of hope, today’s words to read.
Coffee perks, only one cup to fill.
Gone are friends, none to share.
Good deeds faded, and not remembered.
A future belongs to other’s whims, though one passed me by.
Try to masturbate, but can’t ejaculate.
No fantasies left to get me there.